Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Chapter 996: Dialogue Across Time and Space

In the quiet cemetery on the edge of the city, the joint tomb of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen stands quietly like a beacon of time. The handwriting on the tombstone has gone through wind and rain, but it is still clear, as if telling the ups and downs of the two people's lives. On the marble table in front of the tomb, some fresh flowers are occasionally placed, which are the thoughts left by relatives and friends.

On this day, the morning sun was just beginning to rise, and the soft light shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting a mottled shadow on the ground. A young writer, holding a bunch of gorgeous red roses in her hand, slowly walked into the cemetery. She had a pretty face, her eyes were smart and intelligent, and her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders. The breeze blew, and her hair fluttered gently, adding a bit of poetry to her. Her name was Lin Xiao, a rising star in the literary world in recent years, and she was loved by readers for her delicate emotional descriptions and deep insights into human nature.

Lin Xiao came to the tomb, squatted down gently, and carefully placed the red rose in her hand in front of the tombstone. Her fingers gently brushed the name on the tombstone, her eyes full of respect and emotion. "Jiang Ciyou, Lu Jingchen, I'm here to see you." She whispered softly, and her voice echoed in the silent cemetery, as if traveling through time and space, awakening the sleeping souls.

She stood up slowly, staring at the tombstone for a long time, and her thoughts drifted back to the first time she heard this story. It was at a literary seminar, when a senior predecessor shared his creative inspiration, he accidentally mentioned the legendary experience of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen. The predecessor only briefly told some fragments, but it was enough to move Lin Xiao's heart. It was a story about love and betrayal, growth and redemption, full of twists and turns and warmth, like a bright star, lighting a creative light in her heart.

Since then, Lin Xiao has been collecting information about them. She visited the places where Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen once lived, talked with their descendants, and read countless old newspapers, magazines, and family archives. Every detail and every memory, like pieces of a puzzle, was collected by her little by little, piecing together a complete and shocking picture of love.

In this process, Lin Xiao felt the power of this love more and more deeply. She saw Jiang Ciyou's pain and strength in the face of betrayal, and Lu Jingchen's persistence and courage in finding true love in confusion. She also saw them go through the wind and rain hand in hand, and write the greatness of life with love and kindness. This love is not only an emotional entanglement between two people, but also a belief in life and a persistence in the beauty of human nature.

Lin Xiao opened the notebook she carried with her. A delicate fountain pen was shining in the sun. She sat on the stone bench in front of the tomb, frowning slightly, and fell into deep thought. After a moment, she picked up the pen and wrote:

"Your story is like a melodious movement, played in the long river of time. Every note is full of love and tears, joy and sorrow, which makes me intoxicated and unable to extricate myself. When I first heard it, it was like a stone thrown into the lake of my heart, causing ripples. Then, I followed the footsteps you walked, exploring step by step, and was more and more moved by this deep and passionate love."

"Jiang Ciyou, you are the flower that blooms alone in the darkness. The pain you experienced did not make you wither, but made you stronger. You carried the burden of life with your weak body and faced all challenges bravely. On the road of love, you experienced confusion and hesitation, but always had a desire for true love. Your kindness and tolerance, like the warm spring sun, warm everyone around you."

"Lu Jingchen, you are a knight guarding the flowers. You look cold on the outside, but your heart is as hot as fire. You have been lost in the prosperous world, but you can find your original intention at the critical moment. Your love is like a deep ocean, broad and tolerant. You have used your life to prove the loyalty and perseverance of love, and held up a clear sky for Jiang Ciyou."

"Your meeting may be the arrangement of fate, or it may be the attraction of souls. In that bar full of fireworks, the moment your eyes met, the spark of love was quietly ignited. From then on, your destinies were closely linked, and you walked hand in hand through wind and rain or clear skies. From the misunderstanding of being kept to the certainty of love, from the pain of separation to the joy of reunion, every step was so difficult, but so firm."

At this point, Lin Xiao paused slightly and looked up into the distance. Outside the cemetery, there was a constant flow of traffic, and people were busy running around in their own lives. But this cemetery seemed to be a pure land isolated from the world, carrying past memories and eternal emotions. Her eyes fell back on the notebook and continued to write:

"What does true love look like? I have found the answer in you. It is not a romantic vow under the moonlight, nor a sweet journey with smooth sailing, but mutual support in difficult times, forgiveness after betrayal, and never abandonment as time goes by. You have interpreted the true meaning of love with your life stories, and rekindled hope for me, who was once confused in love."

"Now, I stand in front of your graves, my heart filled with emotion and respect. I know very well that as a writer, I have the mission of conveying emotions and strength. I hope that through my words, more people can understand your story and feel the greatness of this love. I hope that everyone who has read your story can find their own true love in life and have the courage to face the challenges of life."

The breeze blew gently, blowing Lin Xiao's hair and turning the pages of her notebook. She gently closed the notebook, put the pen back into the pen cap, squatted down again, and gently stroked the words on the tombstone with her fingers.

"Jiang Ciyou, Lu Jingchen, thank you. Your story will become the most precious treasure in my creative career and will inspire me to keep moving forward on the road of life. I will use my words to let this love be passed on forever."

At this moment, a breeze blew gently across the tombstone, making a slight "buzzing" sound, as if it was a gentle response. Lin Xiao was slightly stunned, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a wonderful feeling came over her. She seemed to hear a voice whispering in her ear: "Love is the most gorgeous counterattack."

Lin Xiao's eyes were moistened instantly. She knew that it might just be the howling of the wind, or perhaps it was her own illusion, but at this moment, she truly felt that the souls of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen were by her side. They used this way that transcended time and space to give her the strength to move forward.

She stood up, took a deep breath, and sorted out her emotions. Finally, she bowed to the tombstone again, turned around and slowly left. The sunlight shone on her body, casting a long shadow, as if she was saying goodbye to the past and looking forward to the future.

Lin Xiao walked out of the cemetery with a new creative plan in mind. She decided to use a novel to fully tell the story of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen. She wanted to show their love, growth, struggle and redemption vividly, so that more people can feel this shocking power.

Back home, Lin Xiao sat at her desk, turned on her computer, and tapped her fingers briskly on the keyboard. Characters flowed from her fingertips, forming moving paragraphs of text. She seemed to have transformed into Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen, experiencing their joys and sorrows, and feeling the warmth of their love.

During the creative process, Lin Xiao encountered many difficulties. Sometimes, she would rack her brains for the rationality of a plot; sometimes, she would repeatedly ponder in order to capture the most delicate emotions of the character. But every time she wanted to give up, she would think of the scene in the cemetery and the strength that Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen gave her.

As the days passed, Lin Xiao's novel gradually took shape. She named the novel "Love Across Time", implying that this love can transcend the boundaries of time and space and shine forever. At the end of the novel, she wrote:

"The story of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen is like the brightest star in the night sky, lighting our way forward. They have used their lives to prove that the power of love is endless. It can overcome all difficulties, resolve all hatred, and make life bloom with the most brilliant brilliance. I hope everyone can find their own true love in this complicated world and write their own legend."

After the novel was published, it caused a huge sensation. Readers were moved by the love between Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen and immersed themselves in this warm and touching story. After reading the novel, many people felt that their love for life and their yearning for love were rekindled. They shared their impressions on social media, expressing their respect for this love with sincere words.

Lin Xiao also became a highly-regarded best-selling author. But she was not blinded by fame and fortune. She knew that her success was inseparable from the story of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen. She began to frequently participate in various charity activities, using her influence to call on people to pay attention to love and cherish life.

At a book sharing session for children in poor areas, Lin Xiao brought her novel to the event. She sat among a group of children and told the story of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen with a smile. The children listened with great interest, their faces filled with innocent smiles.

"Children, do you know? Love is not just about two people being together, it is also about supporting each other, understanding each other, and facing the difficulties in life together. Just like Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen, they experienced so many setbacks but never gave up, and finally gained happiness." Lin Xiao said earnestly.

A little girl raised her hand and asked timidly: "Sister, can I find love like theirs in the future?"

Lin Xiao gently touched the little girl's head and said softly: "Of course you can. As long as you have love in your heart and pursue it bravely, you will definitely find your own happiness."

After the sharing session, Lin Xiao looked at the children leaving, her heart filled with warmth. She knew that the love story of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen was like a seed that had been planted in the hearts of these children, and would bloom into more splendid flowers in the future.

As time goes by, Lin Xiao's life remains busy and fulfilling. She continues to create more excellent works, but the story of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen is always the most precious treasure in her heart. Every Qingming Festival, she will bring a bouquet of red roses to the cemetery, "talk" with them, and share her growth and feelings in the past year.

During a visit to the cemetery, Lin Xiao met a white-haired old man. The old man was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed by his family to the graves of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen. Lin Xiao noticed that the old man was holding a yellowed photo album in his hands, and his eyes were filled with deep attachment.

She walked forward and asked softly, "Grandpa, do you know them too?"

The old man raised his head, tears flashed in his eyes, and nodded slightly, "Yes, they and I have been friends for many years. I have watched them come this far and go through so many ups and downs. Now that they are gone, I always feel empty in my heart."

Lin Xiao squatted down, looked at the old man, and said, "Grandpa, I wrote a novel about them. If you are interested, you can take a look. I hope that through my words, more people can remember them."

The old man took the novel handed over by Lin Xiao, stroked the cover gently, and said with emotion: "Good boy, you did a good thing. Their story deserves to be known by more people."

Since then, Lin Xiao and the old man have become close friends regardless of age. The old man often tells Lin Xiao about the past of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen. Those details that have not been recorded in the materials have made Lin Xiao understand them more deeply. These stories have also become the source of inspiration for Lin Xiao's subsequent creations.

Many years later, Lin Xiao stood on the podium, holding the trophy representing the highest honor in literature. She looked through the crowd and into the distance, silently saying in her heart: "Jiang Ciyou, Lu Jingchen, all these honors belong to you. It is your stories that have made me who I am today. I will keep going with this love and strength."

On the big screen behind her, photos of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen were playing, and their smiles looked particularly warm under the lights. The audience stood up and applauded. They were not only cheering for Lin Xiao, but also paying tribute to this eternal love.

In the cemetery, flowers continue to bloom in front of the tombs of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen. Every blooming flower carries people's admiration and blessings for this love. Their story, like a never-ending legend, is passed down from generation to generation in the long river of time, inspiring countless people to bravely pursue love and happiness.